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I. A King Who Loves Gold
This is a story from long, long ago. There is a king, and his name is Midas. He is very rich. He has a big palace and a lot of gold.
King Midas has a little daughter. Her name is Marygold. She has pink cheeks and brown hair in little curls. When she smiles, there is a small dimple in her chin. She plays and laughs all day around her father’s chair.
Midas loves gold more than anything in the world. He loves his crown, but only because it is gold. Does he love anything more than gold? Maybe one thing: his little daughter.
But the more he loves Marygold, the more gold he wants. He has a foolish idea.
“I want to give my daughter a big pile of gold,” he thinks. “The biggest pile in the world!